Professional Documents
Culture Documents
by
Walter Hill
and
David Giler
Based on screenplay
by
Dan O'Bannon
Story by
Dan O'Bannon and Ronald Shusett
REVISED FINAL
JUNE, 1978
FADE IN
SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE:
Pale.
Kane rubs the sleep from his eyes.
Stands.
Looks around.
Stretches.
Looks at the other freezer compartments.
Scratches.
Moves off.
INT. GALLEY
Kane plugs in a Silex.
Lights a cigarette.
Coughs.
Grinds some coffee beans.
Runs some water through.
KANE
Rise and shine, Lambert.
INT. HYPERSLEEP VAULT
Another lid pops open.
A young woman sits up.
LAMBERT
What time is it.
KANE
(voice over)
What do you care.
INT. GALLEY
Pot now half-full.
Kane watches it drip.
Inhales the fragrance.
KANE
Now Dallas and Ash.
(calls out)
Good morning Captain.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Where's the coffee.
Brewing.
KANE
KANE
Another moment.
And then the sound of another lid opening.
KANE
And if we have Parker, can
Brett be far behind.
Lid opening sound.
Right.
KANE
BRETT
RIPLEY
Lucky us.
They yawn, stretch, shiver.
Dallas looks over at a flashing yellow light.
KANE
I feel dead.
Kane is not yet fully awake.
Yawns.
You look dead.
PARKER
ASH
Nice to be back.
PARKER
Before we dock maybe we'd
better go over the bonus
situation.
BRETT
Yeah.
PARKER
Brett and I think we deserve a
full share.
DALLAS
You two will get what you
contracted for. Just like
everybody else.
BRETT
Everybody else gets more than us.
DALLAS
Everybody else deserves more
than you two.
ASH
Mother wants to talk to you.
DALLAS
I saw it. Yellow light for my
eyes only...Now, everybody hit
their stations.
INT. COMPUTER ROOM ANNEX
Floor to ceiling data banks.
Another flashing yellow light.
A legend underneath.
COMMAND PRIORITY ACCESS ONLY.
Dallas enters.
Sits at his console.
Removes insignia master computer key attached to
his shirt.
Plug it into the board under the light.
All banks burst into life.
Dallas punches up a computer code on the keyboard.
Legend on the screen...
What's my God damn key.
Print-out from computer answers...
01335 on the binary side.
DALLAS
Thank you Mother.
Dallas punches up the combination on the keyboard.
Immediately start getting a readout.
CUT TO:
INT. BRIDGE
Above eye level the room is ringed by viewscreens.
All of them blank.
Kane, Ripley, and Lambert enter.
Dallas' seat remains empty.
All of them now dressed; they find their way to individual
consoles.
Ripley puts down the cat, straps herself into the highbacked chair.
KANE
Plug us in.
All three crew members begin throwing switches.
The control room starts to come to life.
Colored lights flicker.
Chase each other across glowing screens.
KANE
Give us something to look at.
Lambert presses a bank of switches.
Viewscreens glimmer into life.
LAMBERT
Take a look at this.
On each screen, blackness speckled with stars.
LAMBERT
Where's Earth.
KANE
You're the navigator.
RIPLEY
That's not our system.
Scan.
KANE
RIPLEY
KANE
Turns to Lambert.
Ripley attempting transmission in b.g.
KANE
You got a reading yet.
LAMBERT
We're way out in the boondocks
here...
KANE
Keep trying...
LAMBERT
Working on it.
Eureka.
Found it.
LAMBERT
KANE
Hard to believe.
LAMBERT
What the hell are we doing out
here.
KANE
What are you talking about.
RIPLEY
It's not our system.
INT. ENGINE ROOM
Giant reactor system purring smoothly.
INT. ENGINE ROOM
PARKER and BRETT in a glass cubicle. Each having a beer.
Huge powerplant stretching before them.
All units on automatic hyper-drive.
Parker hits a switch above his desk. A green light goes on.
PARKER
How's your light?
BRETT
Green.
PARKER
Mine too.
PARKER
What is it now.
BRETT
Right.
RIPLEY
(voice over)
Report to the mess.
INT. OILY CORRIDOR - "C" LEVEL
PARKER
I want to know why they never
come down here. This is where
the work is.
BRETT
Same reason we have half a
share to their one, our time is
their time, that's the way they
see it.
PARKER
Well, I'll tell you
something... it stinks.
They move towards the companionway.
INT. MESS
Entire crew present.
DALLAS
Some of you may have figured
out that we're not home.
BRETT
What the hell.
DALLAS
Mother's interrupted the course
of the voyage.
Mother is programmed to interrupt
the course of out voyage if
certain conditions arise. They
have...
(pause)
We've received intermittent
transmission from quadrant points
QBR 157, 052. Somebody's gone
down.
So what.
BRETT
KANE
We're obligated under Section B2...
PARKER
Christ. We're a commerical ship
not some rescue team. This kind
of duty's not in our contract.
ASH
You better read your contract.
Transmissions received in noncommercial lanes...
Dallas gives Parker and Brett a look.
DALLAS
We're going in, that's it.
Brett knows when to ease up.
BRETT
Right, we're going in.
(smiles)
Sir.
Dallas turns to ASH.
DALLAS
Can we land on it.
He takes a print-out from Mother out of his hand.
ASH
DALLAS
ASH
CMG control is inhibited via
DAS/DCS. We'll augment with
TACS and monitor through ATMDC
and computer interface.
(pause)
Feel better?
A lot.
DALLAS
EXT. NOSTROMO
Moving within range of the planet.
INT. BRIDGE
The crew strap themselves to their seats.
DALLAS
Prepare for separation and
orbital insertion of the cargo.
Disengaged.
Ash.
ASH
Orbital insertion complete.
DALLAS
Okay. The money's safe.
take it down.
EXT. NOSTROMO
Engines coughing to life.
Let's
KANE
DALLAS
Kill drive engines.
The engines fall silent.
LAMBERT
Nine hundred meters and dropping.
Eight hundred. Seven hundred.
EXT. PLANET - NIGHT
Storm blowing across the night-shrouded surface.
The Nostromo hovers on glowing beams of light.
Landing struts unfold like insect legs.
The ship slams down.
Rocks heavily on massive shock absorbers.
INT. BRIDGE - NIGHT
We're down.
RIPLEY
An enormous vibration.
The panels in the room flash simultaneously.
Light go out.
Lost it.
KANE
Lost it.
Nothing.
KANE
What happened?
We've still
KANE
RIPLEY
PARKER
(voice over)
Couldn't fix it out here anyway.
And we need to reroute a couple
of these ducts. Can't really fix
them without a whole drydock...
What else.
DALLAS
PARKER
(voice over)
We lost a cell. Some fragments
caked up and blew the whole
system. We've got to clean it
all out and repressurize.
BRETT
(voice over)
Right.
RIPLEY
Get started on 4 panel. I'll
be down in five minutes.
She shuts off her voice communicator.
DALLAS
How long before we're functional.
RIPLEY
Fifteen to twenty hours...
DALLAS
Stay on it. What about the
auxiliaries.
RIPLEY
Working on it.
EXT. SHIP - NIGHT
Bridge lights come to life.
Zero.
DALLAS
Anything else.
ASH
Rock, lava base. And cold...
well below the centrigrade line.
KANE
I volunteer for the first group
going out.
I hear you.
DALLAS
Lambert.
You too.
Pause.
LAMBERT
Swell.
DALLAS
Let's get out
Sunrise.
The atmosphere begins to lighten.
Silhouette of the Nostromo becoming dimly visible.
Starship perched on barren rock.
More rolling clouds of dust.
The floodlights automatically shut off.
INT. ENGINE ROOM CUBICLE
Parker and Brett laser welding one of the ducts.
Shirts off.
Sweat steaming.
Ripley rewiring one of the panels.
Parker shuts down the laser, inspects the fusion.
PARKER
Hey, Ripley, I got a question.
RIPLEY
Yeah.
PARKER
Do we get to go out on the
expedition or are we stuck here
until everything's fixed.
RIPLEY
You know the answer to that.
BRETT
What about the shares in case
they find anything.
RIPLEY
Don't worry, you'll both get
what's coming to you.
BRETT
I'm not doing any more work unless
we get full shares.
RIPLEY
You're guaranteed by law that
you'll get a share... Now both
of you knock it off and get back
to work.
Parker looks at her.
Snaps on the laser weld.
Starts to join another section of the duct.
BRETT
Right.
INT. MAIN AIR LOCK - DAWN
DALLAS
Do you hear me.
KANE
Receiving.
LAMBERT
Receiving.
DALLAS
All right. Keep away from the
weapons unless I say otherwise.
INT. ASH'S BLISTER - DAWN
Ash descends companionway to blister.
Punches up screens and instrumentation.
Which way.
LAMBERT
Over here.
DALLAS
You lead.
Good contact
DALLAS
(voice over)
Getting you clear and free.
keep the line open.
Let's
Come on.
Any problems.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Yeah. A lot of dust and wind.
Starting to get some fade on the
beam.
EXT. PLANET - DAWN
The trio moves through a dark limbo.
LAMBERT
This way.
Lambert indicates left.
Moves in that direction.
The others follow.
The storm growing.
KANE
It's close.
DALLAS
Not unless it's underground.
Let's take a break.
They shelter with the rock formation.
Storm howls round them.
Dallas adjusts headset.
The signal starts.
DALLAS
I've got it again. Let's go.
LAMBERT
How about our break.
DALLAS
No. Let's move on while we've
got the signal, again.
Dallas gets up.
They stand for a moment...
Then move away from the rock formation.
Fossilized into the other side of the rock is a shape.
Fifteen feet tall.
Unseen by the members of the party.
INT. BLISTER - DAWN
Ash receiving the video transmission.
Notices something within the formation.
Freezes the image.
Enlarges it.
Enlarges again.
EXT. THE NOSTROMO - SUNRISE
Atmosphere turning the color of blood.
Then the sun is up.
EXT. THE NOSTROMO - SUNRISE
Brett and Parker still at work.
Ripley moves away from her panel in triumph...
RIPLEY
You ought to be able to handle
the rest.
Don't worry.
PARKER
RIPLEY
If you run into trouble, I'll be
on the bridge.
BRETT
Right.
She leaves.
PARKER
Bitch.
INT. BLISTER - DAY
Ash still working on the video image.
Enhances the enlargement.
Transfers the image to cathode ray.
The image reveals itself to be a giant form.
Indistinct.
KANE
LAMBERT
It's weird...
DALLAS
Ash, can you see this.
INT. ASH'S BLISTER - DAY
Ash looking at the craft on a screen.
ASH
Yeah. Never seen one like it.
Neither has Mother.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Keep checking for enhancement.
ASH
Whatever the transmission is,
it's inside that.
KANE
(voice over)
I'll go in and have a look.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Hold on. Ash, I don't see any
lights or movements. Do you.
ASH
I can't get any reading.
EXT. PLANET - DAY
ASH
(voice over)
It's putting out so much power
I just can't get any reading.
KANE
DALLAS
Don't unhook yourself from the
cable. Be out in less than ten
minutes. Read me.
KANE
Aye aye.
Hotter in here.
from below.
oxygen...
Still puffing, he releases his purchase on the stone walls.
Begins to lower himself on power.
Now Kane is dangling free in darkness.
Spinning slowly on the wire as the chest unit unwinds.
Then his feet hit bottom.
Kane grunts in surprise, almost loses his balance.
He flashes his suit lights.
The beams reveal that he is in a large hold.
Row after row of extrusions stretch from floor to ceiling.
KANE
This is weird.
DALLAS
(voice over)
What do you mean.
KANE
There's something all over the
walls.
Kane walks across the chamber.
Examines the organic protrusions.
INT. CHAMBER ABOVE
Dallas and Lambert.
DALLAS
How long till sunset.
LAMBERT
Twenty minutes.
A look from Lambert.
INT. HOLD
Kane approaches the center of the room.
On the floor are rows of leathery ovoid shapes.
He walks around them.
Shines his light on one.
KANE
It's like some kind of storage
area. Is anybody there. Do
you read me.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Loud and clear.
KANE
The place is full of leathery
things sealed...soft to the
touch.
DALLAS
(voice over)
DALLAS
LAMBERT
Kane...Kane...Goddamn it.
me.
Answer
DALLAS
There's something on
RIPLEY
How many.
Three blips.
this way.
ASH
They're coming
ASH
I'll go.
Ash moves from the room.
Ripley remains seated at her console.
EXT. LANDING LEG - NIGHT
Dallas and Lambert dragging Kane on a travois towards landing
leg.
INT. PASSAGEWAY NEAR AIR LOCK
Ash comes down the steps.
Hurries to the inner door lock.
Presses the wall voice-amp.
ASH
Ripley, I'm by the inner lock
hatch.
Okay.
RIPLEY
(voice over)
PARKER
Ash shrugs.
Brett appears at the top of the companionway.
Puzzled look on his face.
INT. BRIDGE
Ripley seated alone in the room.
Dallas appears as a huge image on all screens.
Lambert behind him.
Kane pinioned to Dallas.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Ripley, are you there.
Right here.
RIPLEY
DALLAS
(voice over)
We're coming up. Open the
lock.
RIPLEY
What happened to Kane.
a clear definition.
I need
DALLAS
(voice over)
Some kind of organism. It's
attached itself to him. Let
us in.
(long moment)
You hear me. Open the lock.
RIPLEY
If we let it in, the ship could
be infected.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Goddamn it. Open the hatch.
RIPLEY
We've already broken every rule
or quarantine. If we bring an
organism on board, we won't have
a single layer of defense left.
LAMBERT
(voice over)
Open the God damn hatch.
have to get him inside.
We
RIPLEY
I can't. If you were in my
position you'd do the same.
INT. PASSAGEWAY NEAR AIR LOCK
DALLAS
(voice over)
Ripley, do you hear me.
RIPLEY
(voice over)
I read you. The answer is negative.
Ash hits the emergency switch.
A red light goes on.
Servo whine.
Followed by a solid metallic chunk.
ASH
Inner hatch open.
INT. BRIDGE - NIGHT
Ripley staring at the console.
ASH
PARKER
Is it alive.
LAMBERT
I don't know, but don't touch it.
DALLAS
Take him to the infirmary.
Right.
BRETT
Ash and Brett move in carefully to help with the limp burden.
INT. INFIRMARY
Kane's helmet.
Hands begin to open it with a laser cutter.
The helmet separates easily.
The two halves part...
...The life form slowly pulsing on Kane's face.
Dallas hesitates, then puts his hand on the small Creature.
Tries to pull it free.
Unsuccessful.
The Alien remains anchored to Kane's tissue.
ASH
Let me try.
Ash takes a pair of pliers from a rack.
Carefully grasps the tip of the Creature.
Squeezes tightly.
Leans back.
DALLAS
You're tearing his face.
A trickle of blood appears on Kane's cheek.
BRETT
It's not going to come off without
pulling his whole faceoff at the
same time.
DALLAS
Let the machine work on him.
The Ash presses a switch.
The machine lights up.
Kane is sucked into a slot on the wall.
Visible inside through the glass layer.
A blinding colored light performs antisepsis.
Two video monitors pop on.
ANGLE ON THE DOORWAY
Ripley appears.
Dallas turns and looks at her.
A long moment.
DALLAS
When I give an order, I expect
it to be obeyed.
RIPLEY
Even if it's against the law.
DALLAS
That's right.
Lambert steps forward and slaps Ripley across the face.
Ripley slowly puts her hand to her cheek.
LAMBERT
You were going to leave us out there.
PARKER
Maybe she should have. Who the
hell knows what that is.
Right.
BRETT
ASH
Where did it come from...
DALLAS
Somewhere inside that ship.
PARKER
How the hell is he breathing.
They study the monitors.
ASH
Blood's throughly oxygenated.
DALLAS
How. His nose and mouth seem
to be blocked.
ASH
We better look inside his head.
Ash punches three buttons.
An X-ray image appears.
A color depiction of Kane's head and upper torso.
The Alien is clearly visible.
A maze of complicated biology.
Kane's jaws are forced open.
The creature has extruded a long tube down his mouth and
throat.
The appendage ending at the base of the esophagus.
BRETT
It's got something down his goddamn
throat.
ASH
That must be how it's getting
oxygen to him.
RIPLEY
It doesn't make sense. It paralyzes
him, puts him into a coma, then
keeps him alive.
PARKER
Let's kill it. We can't leave the
damn thing on him.
ASH
I don't know. At the moment the
Creature is keeping him alive.
If we remove it we might
terminate Kane...
DALLAS
I don't think so. Let's take the
chance and cut it off him.
ASH
You'll take the responsibility.
DALLAS
That's right.
Slips into surgical gloves.
Presses a switch, Kane slides back out of the booth.
DALLAS
Give me the knife.
Ripley takes a surgical laser blade from the case.
Carefully passes it to Dallas.
He manipulates the knife until he has a comfortable grip.
Flicks a small button with his thumb.
The blade begins to hum.
Dallas advances on Kane's prostrate form.
Touches the scalpel to the Creature.
The electronic blade slices effortlessly downward.
Suddenly a urine-like fluid begins to drip from the wound.
DALLAS
Starting to bleed.
The liquid flows onto the bedding next to Kane's head.
Starts to hiss.
Smoke curls up from the stain.
Next the yellow fluid eats a hole through the bunk bed.
Then drips onto the deck below.
Metal bubbling and sizzling.
More smoke rising, sending the crew into a coughing jag.
The crew jostle their way out of the cabin.
Huddle in the passageway outside, still coughing.
Dallas frantically applies pressure to the wound.
In the process, smoke of the fluid gets on Dallas's gloves.
They begin to smoke.
Dallas leaps back, pulls them off.
Then runs out into the corridor.
INT. PASSAGEWAY OUTSIDE INFIRMARY
BRETT
Shit. It's going to eat through
the decks and go out the hull...
He starts to run for the companionway.
INT. PASSAGEWAY - "B" DECK
Dallas wrenches an emergency lamp from a socket.
Hurls himself down a companionway.
The others follow.
There.
DALLAS
ASH
What can we put under it.
Ripley and Parker charge down the companionway below.
INT. SECOND LEVEL - "C" DECK
Ripley and Parker move cautiously down the passageway.
Look up to the ceiling bulkhead.
PARKER
Don't get under it.
INT. PASSAGEWAY - "B" DECK
Dallas, Brett and Ash crouch by the spot where the acid
sizzles.
Ash fishes a pen out of his pocket.
Probes the hole in the deck.
ASH
It's stopped penetrating.
Ripley comes charging back up.
RIPLEY
What's happening.
ASH
I think it's lost steam.
longer active.
No
RIPLEY
What about Kane.
Starts up companionway.
INT. INFIRMARY
They return.
Kane still motionless on the bunk.
The Alien remains secured to his face.
Wound completely healed over.
PARKER
Any of the acid get on him.
Dallas approaches, peers at Kane's head.
DALLAS
Doesn't look like it.
BRETT
Is it still dripping that crap.
Healed over.
ASH
LAMBERT
There must be some way we can get
it off.
And look at Dallas.
ASH
I don't think you ought to try
again. It didn't work out too well
last time.
Dallas gives him a look in return.
Ripley presses a button.
Kane slides back into the diagnostic coffin.
More buttons pressed.
Display lights up again, showing the different parts of
Kane's body.
ASH
I better get some intravenous
feeding started. So far I can't
tell what the Alien has absorbed
from his system.
The machine begins to process Kane's body.
RIPLEY
What's the stain on his lungs.
The X-ray reveals a spreading dark blot in the chest cavity.
At the center, the stain is completely opaque.
ASH
Whatever it is, it's blocking
the X-ray.
A long moment.
The stain spreads.
BRETT
What happens now.
Ash sets aside his partially melted pen.
Looks at Dallas.
DALLAS
You go back to work.
INT. ENGINE ROOM CUBICLE
Brett at work in the cubicle.
Parker supervising him.
BRETT
I think I've got it.
try.
Give it a
PARKER
BRETT
I was sure that was it.
PARKER
Well, it wasn't. Try the next one.
BRETT
Right.
Adjusts several toggles.
RIPLEY
(voice over)
What's happening.
PARKER
This goddamn woman. I'll tell
her what's happening. My Johnson
is happening.
(punches the communicator)
A lot of hard work. Real work.
INT. BRIDGE - NIGHT
PARKER
(voice over)
You ought to try it sometime.
RIPLEY
I've got the toughest job on
this ship...
RIPLEY
What's it mean.
ASH
Interesting combination of elements
making it one tough little son-ofa-bitch...
RIPLEY
Is that why you let it in.
ASH
I was following a direct order.
Remember.
RIPLEY
While Dallas and Kane are off
the ship, I'm Senior Officer.
ASH
Yes, of course -- I forgot.
RIPLEY
You also forgot the science division's
basic quarantine law.
No.
ASH
That I didn't forget.
RIPLEY
You just broke it.
ASH
What would you have done with Kane...
His only chance at staying alive
was to get into the infirmary.
RIPLEY
By breaking quarantine procedure
you risk everybody's life.
ASH
Maybe I should have let him die
out there. Maybe I have jeopardized
the rest of us...It's a risk I'm
willing to take.
RIPLEY
This is your official position as
a science officer. Not exactly out
of the manual.
ASH
The first position of science is
the protection and betterment of
human life. I take my responsibility
as seriously as you do... you do your
job and I'll do mine.
Ripley stands...looks at Ash.
Walks out.
INT. MESS
Lambert playing with some string, amusing Jones.
Cat's Cradle.
Both looking bored.
INT. ENGINE ROOM CUBICLE
Parker and Brett at work on the final intake screen.
INT. NARCISSUS
Dallas listening to a primitive tape.
DALLAS
ASH
(voice over)
I think you should have a
look at Kane. Something's
happened.
DALLAS
Serious.
ASH
(voice over)
Interesting.
Dallas exits.
INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE IMFIRMARY WINDOW
Ash stares through window.
Dallas joins him.
Ripley appears behind.
A long pause.
It's gone.
DALLAS
We don't
RIPLEY
Yeah, I remember. We can't grab
it. We can't kill it...
DALLAS
Maybe we can catch it.
ASH
As long as we're careful not to
damage it.
INT. INFIRMARY
They enter cautiously.
Dallas begins moving slowly around the room.
Picking up a stainless steel tray.
Looking.
Ash and Ripley do the same.
Ripley bends down and peers under the bunk.
Nothing.
Accidentally kicks over a tray.
She stands.
Doesn't see the Alien on a ledge above her.
Her shoulder brushes against the Creature.
It drops on her.
She screams. Twists.
The Alien drops to the floor.
Then lies motionless.
Its skin faded to a dead-looking grey.
Ripley doesn't raise her eyes from the Creature.
Prods the Alien.
No response.
ASH
I think it's dead.
(looks to Ripley)
You okay.
Yeah.
RIPLEY
God
It's
ASH
Then it's made... I'll seal it
in a stasis tube.
Pause.
RIPLEY
What about Kane.
Ash turns back to the bunk.
Studies the life support gauges.
Kane continues to breathe steadily.
ASH
Running a fever. And still
unconscious. The machine will
bring his temperature down.
His vital functions are strong...
who knows, he may make it.
Ash begins to seal the Alien in a large vacuum tube.
RIPLEY
I need some coffee.
She turns and walks away.
INT. COMPUTER ANNEX
Ripley and Dallas.
RIPLEY
How could you leave that kind
of decision to him.
DALLAS
I just run the ship. Anything
that has to do with science
division, Ash has the final word.
RIPLEY
How does that happen.
DALLAS
Same way everything else happens.
Orders from the Company.
RIPLEY
Since when is that standard
procedure.
DALLAS
Standard procedure is do what
they tell you... Besides, I only
know about flying... I haul cargo
for a living.
RIPLEY
Did you ship out with Ash before.
DALLAS
First time. I went five hauls
with another science man. Then
two days before we left Thedus,
replaced him with Ash.
She looks at him.
DALLAS
So what. They replaced my
warrant officer with you.
RIPLEY
I don't trust him.
DALLAS
I don't trust anybody...What's
holding up repairs.
RIPLEY
They're pretty much finished now.
DALLAS
Why didn't you say so?
RIPLEY
There are still some thing left
to do.
Like what?
DALLAS
RIPLEY
We're blind on B and C decks.
Reserve power systems blown...
DALLAS
That's crap. We can take off
without them.
RIPLEY
Is that a good idea.
DALLAS
I want to get out of here.
Let's get this turkey off the
ground.
PARKER
We fix something it stays fixed.
Right.
BRETT
LAMBERT
DALLAS
Altering the vector now.
A huge tremor runs throughout the ship.
PARKER'S VOICE
(o.s.)
Dust is clogging the damn intakes
again. We're overloading.
DALLAS
Just hold us together until
we're beyond G1...
The pitch of the engines changes...deepens.
EXT. NOSTROMO - DAY
The ship moves at an acute angle.
Slices through the boiling clouds.
INT. ENGINE ROOM CUBICLE
Parker and Brett watching the guages.
INT. BRIDGE - DAY
Outside the screens, clouds, clouds, clouds.
Another tremor runs through the ship.
The crew's eyes riveted to their instruments.
DALLAS
Let's pick up the money and go
home.
EXT. NOSTROMO
BRETT
PARKER
Walk in the park. When we fix
something it stays fixed.
Big smiles.
INT. BRIDGE
The Nostromo now safely beyond gravity.
DALLAS
Set our course and get us up
to light plus four.
Lambert begins punching buttons.
LAMBERT
Feets get me out of here.
EXT. OUTER SPACE
The Nostromo now at light speed.
Preceptible movement in the surrounding universe.
A corona effect emerges.
Stars approaching the Nostromo appear blue.
Receding stars going to amber.
Redshift, made visible because of the craft's velocity.
INT. MESS
Parker, Brett, Dallas and Ripley around the table.
Drinking coffee.
PARKER
The best thing to do is just to
freeze him. Stop the goddam
disease. He can get a doctor to
look at him when we get back home.
BRETT
Right.
RIPLEY
Whenever he says anything you say
'right'. You know that, Brett.
Right.
BRETT
RIPLEY
What do you think, Parker. Your
staff just follows you around and
says 'right'. Like a regular parrot.
Parker turns to Brett.
PARKER
Yeah. Shape up. What are you,
some kind of parrot.
BRETT
Right.
DALLAS
Knock it off... Kane will have
to go into quarantine.
RIPLEY
And so will we.
Yeah.
Lambert enters.
LAMBERT
How about a little something to
lower your spirits.
DALLAS
Thrill me.
LAMBERT
According to my calculations...
based on the time spent getting
to and from the planet and the
speed at which it's moving away
from the other...
DALLAS
Give me the short version...
LAMBERT
It'll take us six weeks to get
back on course.
DALLAS
How far to Earth.
LAMBERT
Ten months.
RIPLEY
Christ.
Beep.
DALLAS
Dallas.
ASH
(voice over)
More.
KANE
What happened to me.
ASH
You don't remember.
KANE
Don't remember anything.
barely remember my name.
I can
PARKER
Do you hurt.
KANE
All over. Feel like somebody's
been beating me with a stick
for about six years.
(smiles)
God, I'm hungry.
RIPLEY
What's the last thing you can
remember.
I don't know.
KANE
DALLAS
Do you remember what happened
on the planet.
KANE
Just some horrible dream
about smothering. Where
are we.
RIPLEY
We're on our way home.
BRETT
Getting ready to go back into
the freezers.
I'm starving.
first.
KANE
I want some food
PARKER
I'm pretty hungry myself.
DALLAS
One meal before bed.
INT. MESS
The entire crew is seated.
Hungrily swallowing huge portions of artificial food.
The cat eats from a dish on the table.
KANE
First thing I'm going to do when
we get back is eat some decent
food.
PARKER
I've had worse than this, but
I've had better too, if you know
what I mean.
LAMBERT
Christ, you're pounding down this
stuff like there's no tomorrow.
Pause.
PARKER
I mean I like it.
KANE
No kidding.
Yeah.
PARKER
It grows on you.
KANE
Breathe deeply.
Kane screams.
KANE
Oh God, it hurts so bad.
It hurts. It hurts.
(stands up)
Ooooooh.
What is it.
BRETT
What hurts.
BRETT
What the Christ
PARKER
It was growing in him the whole
time and he didn't even know it.
ASH
It used him for an incubator.
RIPLEY
That means we've got another
one.
Yeah.
ship.
DALLAS
And it's loose on the
LAMBERT
ASH
Nothing.
PARKER
Didn't see a goddamn thing.
BRETT
Didn't see anything.
RIPLEY
We can't go into hypersleep with
that thing running loose. We'd
be sitting ducks in the freezers.
We have to kill it first.
LAMBERT
We can't kill it. If we do, it
will spill its body acids right
Son-of-a-bitch.
RIPLEY
We have to catch it and eject
it from the ship.
ASH
Our supplies are based on us
spending a limited amount of
time out of suspended animation.
Strictly limited.
RIPLEY
First we have to find it.
DALLAS
No. First we've got something
else to do.
He looks at Kane's body through mess doorway.
INT. AIR LOCK
Kane's body wrapped in a makeshift shroud.
INT. BRIDGE
The crew looking at Kane's body on view screens.
Silent.
Depressed.
DALLAS
Inner hatch sealed.
Ripley nods.
DALLAS
Anybody want to say anything.
Nothing to say.
He nods to Ripley.
She presses a button.
INT. AIR LOCK
The outer hatch opens.
Yawning space outside.
Kane's body shoots out into eternity.
The hatch closes.
INT. MESS
The crew is assembled.
RIPLEY
I've checked on the supplies.
For about a week we can stay
out of hypersleep.
BRETT
Then what.
LAMBERT
We run out of food and oxygen.
DALLAS
All right, that's what we've got.
A week. It's plenty of time.
PARKER
I say we put on our pressure
suits and blow all the air out
of the ship. That might kill it.
LAMBERT
What a swell idea.
PARKER
What's wrong with it.
ASH
We've got forty-eight hours of
air in our pressure suits and
it takes six months to get home.
LAMBERT
Other than that...A swell idea.
Parker won't give up on this idea.
PARKER
Maybe we could cut some kind
of special lines to the tanks.
Brett and I are pretty good
practical engineers...We got
us back up you know.
RIPLEY
All by yourselves.
ASH
I hate to point this out but
it might be better off without
oxygen. It lived that way long
enough.
RIPLEY
There's another problem. How
do we find it. There's no
visual communication on B and
C decks. All the screens are
out.
DALLAS
We're going to have to flush it
out.
ASH
Sounds great...but how.
DALLAS
Room by room, corridor by corridor.
One of those suggestions that nobody likes.
LAMBERT
And what do we do when we find it.
RIPLEY
Trap it somehow.
BRETT
If we had a really strong piece
of net, we could bag it... I could
put something together. A long
metal rod with a battery in it.
Only take a few hours.
LAMBERT
Why do we listen to this meathead.
Dallas turns it over.
DALLAS
He might be right...
EXT. OUTER SPACE
The Nostromo continues through the vortex.
INT. INFIRMARY
Dallas enters.
Ash working at a read-out section.
DALLAS
I want to talk.
ASH
I'm a little busy at the
moment.
Pause.
DALLAS
I don't care.
Pause.
ASH
All right, go ahead.
DALLAS
Why did you let the Alien survive
inside Kane.
ASH
I'm not sure you're getting
through to me.
DALLAS
Mother was monitoring his body.
You were monitoring Mother. You
must have had some idea of what
was going on.
ASH
What are you trying to say.
A long moment.
DALLAS
You want the Alien to stay alive
...I figure you have a reason.
ASH
Name one.
DALLAS
Look, we both work for the same
company. I just want to know
what's going on.
ASH
I don't know what the hell you're
talking about. And I don't like
any of the insinuations. The
Alien is a dangerous form of
life...I don't want it to stay
alive any more than you do.
DALLAS
You're sure.
ASH
You should be
DALLAS
Why did you wait until now.
Ripley leans forward.
RIPLEY
Let me tell you something. You
keep staring out there long
enough, they'll be peeling you
off the wall.
Ripley begins taking off her boots.
DALLAS
We're the new pioneers, Ripley.
We even get to have our own
special disease.
RIPLEY
I'm tired of talking.
She rises and removes her upper garments.
DALLAS
You waited too long.
RIPLEY
Give it a try anyway.
Clothing removed.
His arms move around her.
INT. BRIDGE
The crew has assembled.
Brett unfolds several yards of asbestos netting.
Hands out five thin rods.
Each of them like metal broom handles.
BRETT
I put portable generators in
each of these. They're insulated
down here. Just be goddamn careful
not to get your hand on the end.
He touches the tip to a metal object.
A blue spark leaps.
BRETT
It won't damage the little bastard
unless its skin is a lot thinner
than ours...It'll just give it a
little incentive.
LAMBERT
Now if we could only find it.
Ash picks up a portable unit.
ASH
RIPLEY
I've got something.
Stops.
RIPLEY
Go get it.
Right.
BRETT
RIPLEY
PARKER
Let's go back.
INT. UNDERCARRIAGE ROOM - "C" LEVEL
Brett enters.
Still looking for Jones.
Another yowl followed by a hiss.
Two eyes shining in the dark.
Jones.
Relieved, Brett moves toward the cat.
BRETT
Here kitty...Come on Jones.
Brett reaches for Jones.
Jones hisses.
An arm reaches for Brett.
The Alien.
Now seven feet tall.
Hanging from the undercarriage strut in reverse position.
Grabs Brett and swings up into darkness.
Brett screams.
To no avail...
In the doorway Ripley and Parker.
They witness the horror.
INT. MESS
The remaining crew assemble.
Long faces.
Now what.
LAMBERT
PARKER
Blast the rotten bastard with
a laser and take our chances.
RIPLEY
No. At its present size it's
holding enough acid to tear a
hole in this ship as big as this
room.
ASH
It wouldn't do any good. It's
self-regenerating. You saw that
when we operated on it.
RIPLEY
The only plan that's going to
work is the same one we had
before. Drive it into an air
lock and blow it out into space.
PARKER
Drive it...The son-of-a-bitch
is huge.
LAMBERT
For once he has a point.
do we drive it.
How
RIPLEY
The science department should
be able to help...
ASH
According to Mother, he's a
primitive form of encephlepod...
LAMBERT
How come it's a he.
ASH
Just a phrase. As a matter of
fact he's both, bisexual or
hermaphrodite to be precise.
DALLAS
Skip its sex life. How do
we kill it.
ASH
It seems to have adapted to
an oxygen-rich atmosphere and
it's certainly adapted well for
its nutritional requirements.
The only thing we don't know
about is temperature.
RIPLEY
Curious isn't it...That the
Alien is an encephlepod...
ASH
What's so curious about that.
RIPLEY
It's curious because lower
species can't adapt as quickly
as higher ones. And this one's
doing very well. A real survivor.
Might even have as good a chance
as we do.
ASH
You're getting paranoid again.
RIPLEY
LAMBERT
It must be huge.
PARKER
It's got to be using the
airshafts to move around...
Dallas raises flamethrower.
DALLAS
Do these things really work.
PARKER
I made them didn't I.
RIPLEY
That's what worries me.
Dallas indicates door handle.
Parker reluctantly takes it.
DALLAS
Now.
Parker wrenches open door.
Dallas fires a long blast. Another.
Another and another...Silence.
They move inside...
INT. FOOD STORAGE LOCKER NUMBER 12 - "B" LEVEL
Charred wreckage.
Packages have been ripped to shreds.
Foodstuffs scattered over the floor.
Carefully, they poke through the smouldering garbage.
RIPLEY
We didn't get him.
DALLAS
This is where he went.
On the wall, a ventilator grill has been ripped open.
They move to the shredded ventilator.
Shine their lights inside the shaft.
DALLAS
This could work for us. The
duct comes out at the starboard
air lock. There's an exit on
the way. But we can close that
off. Then we drive it into the
air lock and blast it into space.
LAMBERT
Yeah. All you have to do is
crawl in the vent with it, find
your way through the maze and
hope it's afraid of fire.
DALLAS
Well Parker, you wanted an
equal share...
PARKER
Yeah.
DALLAS
Get in the pipe.
PARKER
Why me.
DALLAS
I just wanted to see you get
PARKER
RIPLEY
I'll go.
DALLAS
Forget it. You take the
air lock. Parker and Lambert
cover the exit.
No doubt as to who's going inside the vent.
INT. STARBOARD AIR LOCK - VESTIBULE
Ripley stands in vestibule.
Looks through the Bulkhead door to air lock.
She throws a switch.
Watches airshaft entrance into air lock open.
The trap is ready.
INT. MAINTENANCE LEVEL
Parker and Lambert get set.
INT. FOOD STORAGE LOCKER NUMBER 12 - "B" LEVEL
Ash hands Dallas the makeshift flamethrower.
He fires a couple of short bursts.
DALLAS
It's still working.
ASH
Why do you have to go. Why
didn't you sent Ripley.
DALLAS
It's my responsibility.
Kane go into the craft.
it's my turn.
I let
Now
ASH
You're the captain. It'll be
harder on the rest of us, if
we lose you.
DALLAS
Nothing I do that Ripley can't.
I don't agree.
ASH
DALLAS
The decision is final.
He removes the master computer key.
Hands it to Ash.
DALLAS
If I don't take it back,
Ripley will need this.
Ash nods.
Dallas turns and climbs into the ventilator opening.
Just large enough to crawl through.
INT. AIR SHAFT
Completely dark.
Dallas turns on his helmet light.
Flips switch on throat mike.
DALLAS
Do you receive me. Ripley.
Parker. Lambert.
INT. EQUIPMENT MAINTENANCE AREA
The hum of vast cooling plants.
Large air shafts run off in different directions.
Parker and Lambert stand ready by a duct.
Lambert hits the wall amp button.
LAMBERT
We're in position. I'll try
and pick you up on the tracker.
Parker hefts his flamethrower.
DALLAS
(voice over)
Parker, if it tries to come
out by you, make sure you drive
it back in. I'll push it forward.
PARKER
Right.
INT. AIR LOCK VESTIBULE
Ready.
RIPLEY
DALLAS
(voice over)
RIPLEY
Ready.
INT. AIR SHAFT
Dallas begins to crawl forward.
The tunnel is narrow...
DALLAS
I don't think this shaft goes
much farther... It's getting hot
in here.
He readies the flamethrower.
INT. EQUIPMENT MAINTENANCE AREA
Parker readies his weapon.
INT. AIR SHAFT - DOUBLE-TIERED PASSAGEWAY
The air shaft tributary opens into a larger two-tier air
tunnel.
Dallas crawls out and stands.
Moves to a catwalk floor. Looks about.
Moves forward. Reaches a repair junction.
Sits.
His feet dangle beneath the catwalk floor to the next level.
DALLAS
Lambert, what kind of reading
are you getting.
INT. MAINTENANCE LEVEL
Lambert huddled over her tracker.
Puzzled.
LAMBERT
I'm not sure. There seems
to be some kind of double
image.
INT. AIR SHAFT DOUBLE-TIERED PASSAGEWAY
Dallas sitting.
His feet still dangling in the dark beneath the catwalk.
DALLAS
It may be interference.
push on ahead.
Dallas begins to rise.
I'll
PARKER
RIPLEY
PARKER
Right.
He leaves.
Ripley turns to Ash.
Any ideas.
RIPLEY
From you or Mother.
ASH
Nothing new. Just the one
you're operating under.
RIPLEY
You mean to tell me with
everything we've got, we're
still powerless against the
Beast.
ASH
That's the way it looks.
RIPLEY
I can't believe that.
ASH
I'm sorry captain.
you like me to do.
what would
RIPLEY
Go back to Mother and keep
asking questions until you
get some better answers.
ASH
All right...I'll try.
He starts to go.
RIPLEY
Dallas didn't leave the master
computer key with you.
ASH
You didn't get it.
RIPLEY
No.
ASH
Well, we probably won't need
it anyway.
He leaves.
RIPLEY
I know Ash has got the key.
LAMBERT
Why should he lie.
RIPLEY
He knows I want to check up on
him...Without that key we've got
no access to command priority
information.
LAMBERT
Swell.
Lambert shrugs.
They start to leave.
INT. MAINTENANCE AREA - "C" DECK
Parker selects two full methane cylinders.
He tests them.
Moves out.
INT. CORRIDOR TO BRIDGE
RIPLEY
Did you ever sleep with Ash?
No.
LAMBERT
What about you.
RIPLEY
No.
LAMBERT
I never got the impression he
was particularly interested...
INT. PASSAGEWAY - "B" LEVEL
Keep it down...
RIPLEY
Pushes it again.
LAMBERT
What's happening, Parker.
In front of her a green light blinks.
"Inner Hatch Closed."
RIPLEY
Inner hatch sealed. The outer
hatch is open.
LAMBERT
What about Parker.
I don't know.
RIPLEY
Take over.
RIPLEY
ASH
What does that mean.
RIPLEY
I guess the alarm went off by
itself.
ASH
If you've got something to say
say it. I'm sick of these coy
accusations.
RIPLEY
Nobody's accusing you.
ASH
The hell you're not.
Sullen silence.
RIPLEY
Go patch him up.
Ash and Parker leave.
Ripley turns to Lambert.
RIPLEY
How much oxygen have we lost.
I want an exact reading.
LAMBERT
You were accusing him.
RIPLEY
If I could find the command
computer key, I could prove it.
LAMBERT
You're still accusing him of
stealing the key.
RIPLEY
You think I'm wrong.
I don't know.
Thanks.
LAMBERT
Wrong or crazy.
RIPLEY
Gets her.
Parker and Lambert burst into the Mess.
Lambert falls on Ash's back.
Ash turns to Lambert.
Tosses her across the room.
Returns to Ripley.
Again choking her.
Parker lifts the tracker.
Steps behind Ash.
Swings the tracker...Wallop.
Tears his head off...
Wires ascending from Ash's trunk.
Where his head used to be.
Ash's hands release Ripley.
Search above his neck for his missing head.
He walks backward.
All eyes on Ash's headless body.
He walks the room.
Still feeling for his missing head.
PARKER
A robot, a God damn Droid.
Ash turns on him.
Starts to advance.
Parker hits him again with the tracker...
Again.
Again.
No avail.
Ash begins choking Parker.
Ripley picks up one of the prod sticks.
Closes on Ash's back.
Tears away the fabric.
Lambert pulls at Ash's legs.
Ripley tears at the controls buried in the cavity once
covered by his head.
Parker's eyes bulge in pain.
Ash, headless, choking, choking, choking...
Ripley finds the wires, stabs the prod home...
Ash's grip lessens.
Another stab...electrical flash...
The grip lessens...
Another stab...flash of circuits.
The headless body collapses.
Parker trying to regain his breath.
PARKER
Damn you.
Kicks the headless body.
Lambert looks at Ripley.
LAMBERT
Tell me...What the hell's going on.
Pause.
RIPLEY
Wire him back up.
PARKER
Do it.
RIPLEY
Why not tell us.
ASH
Would you have gone.
PARKER
It wasn't in the contract.
My very point.
ASH
RIPLEY
They wanted to investigate the
Alien. No matter what happened
to us.
ASH
That's unfair. Actually, you
weren't mentioned in the order.
LAMBERT
Those bastards.
ASH
See it from their point of view.
They didn't know what the Alien is.
RIPLEY
How do we kill it.
ASH
think you can. Not
ship, given its life
systems. But I might
to.
I don't
in this
support
be able
RIPLEY
How.
ASH
I don't know quite yet. I'm not
exactly at my best at the moment.
If you would reconnect...
RIPLEY
No way.
ASH
Don't be so hasty. You'll never
kill it without my help.
RIPLEY
We've had enough of your help.
ASH
You've barely got any oxygen left.
If you don't go into hypersleep,
you'll die with or without the
Alien.
Nice try, Ash.
RIPLEY
ASH
I will do whatever I can to help
you. I swear it.
PARKER
Pull the plug.
I agree.
You idiots.
LAMBERT
ASH
You still don't
Sorry Ash.
ASH
You egocentric morons. You'll
be ripped to shreds, destroyed
and...
Ripley make a movement.
Ash softens...
ASH
I can only wish you well...
Ripley pulls the plug.
PARKER
He was probably right.
need him.
We do
RIPLEY
He was conning us.
LAMBERT
He was programmed to protect
human life.
RIPLEY
He wasn't protecting our human
lives and that's all I care about.
Anyway it's done.
Ripley exits to the bridge.
INT. BRIDGE
Ripley in the Computer Annex.
LAMBERT
Huh.
RIPLEY
I think we should blow up the
ship.
LAMBERT
I'll stick with chemicals if
you don't mind.
RIPLEY
We leave in the shuttle and
then blow up the ship.
INT. AIR LOCK - NARCISSUS
Ripley, Lambert and Parker loading oxygen tanks onto the
Narcissus.
RIPLEY
That's all the oxygen.
PARKER
That's it.
RIPLEY
Now. Let's get the food, shut
off the engines and get out...
Jones. Where's Jones.
PARKER
Who knows.
LAMBERT
Last I saw him was in the mess.
RIPLEY
We don't want to leave him.
Go look.
LAMBERT
I don't want to go by myself.
PARKER
Always hated that damn cat.
RIPLEY
You load up the food.
I'll go.
They move out.
INT. BRIDGE
RIPLEY
You're in luck.
Goddamn.
Nothing.
LAMBERT
Goddamn you.
INT. FOOR LOCKER NUMBER 6
RIPLEY
Lambert.
RIPLEY
DALLAS
Kill me.
Ripley stares at him.
Raises the flamethrower.
Sprays a molten blast.
Another blast.
The entire compartment bursts into flames.
Ripley turns and scrambles back up the ladderway.
INT. OILY CORRIDOR - "C" LEVEL
Ripley emerges from below.
Gasps for breath.
Regains control of herself.
EXT. OUTER SPACE
At light speed.
INT. VESTIBULE
She turns and dashes back.
Grabs the cat box.
Runs back toward the shuttle.
MOTHER'S VOICE
(o.s.)
Attention. The engines will
explode in sixty seconds.
INT. NARCISSUS
Ripley enters on the run.
Hurls the cat box toward the front.
She dives into the control chair.
Hits the "launch" button.
EXT. NOSTROMO - OUTER SPACE
The retainer clips drop away.
A blast of ram jets.
The shuttle is launched from the mother ship.
INT. NARCISSUS
Ripley frantically straps herself in.
G-forces from the shuttles acceleration pulling against her.
EXT. SPACE
The Narcissus continues to power away from the mother ship.
The larger bulk of the Nostromo quietly receding.
All is strangely serene.
INT. NARCISSUS
Ripley finishes strapping herself in.
Reaches and grabs the cat box.
The cat yowling within.
Ripley hugs the box to her chest.
Hunches her head down over the container.
EXT. SPACE
The Nostromo drifts farther away from the shuttle-craft.
Finally becomes a small point of light.
Then it blows up.
Transforms into expanding orange fireball.
Pieces of metal flying in all directions.
And then the refinery explodes.
200,000,000 tons of fuel blasting silently into the cosmos.
INT. NARCISSUS
The shockwave hits the shuttle craft.
Jolting and rattling everything within.
Then all is quiet.
Ripley unhooks herself from her straps.
Rises, and goes to the back of the escape craft.
Shakes it.
The cat moans.
INT. LOCKER
Ripley is halfway into a pressure suit.
INT. NARCISSUS
The Creature throws the cat box down.
Very hard.
Picks it up again.
Hammers it against the wall.
Then jams it into a crevice.
Begins to pound the container into the opening.
The cat now beyond all hysteria.
INT. LOCKER
Ripley pulls on the helmet, latches it into place.
Turns the oxygen valve.
With a hiss, the suit fills itself.
A rack on the wall contains a long metal rod.
Ripley peels off the rubber tip.
Revealing a sharp metal point.
INT. SPACE SUIT LOCKER
Ripley inhales.
Kicks the door open.
INT. NARCISSUS
The Creature rises.
Faces the locker.
Catches the steel shaft through its midriff.
The Alien clutches at the spear.
Yellow acid begins to flow from the wound.
Before the fluid can touch the floor...
Ripley reaches back and pulls the switch.
Blows the rear hatch.
The atmosphere in the shuttle immediately sucked into space.
The bleeding creature along with it.
Ripley grabs a strut to keep from being pulled out.
The Alien shoots past her.
Grab's Ripley's ankle with an appendage.
EXT. NARCISSUS
Ripley now hanging halfway out of the shuttle-craft.
The Alien clinging to her leg.
She kicks at it with her free foot.
The Creature holds fast.
INT. NARCISSUS
Ripley looks for any salvation.
Grabs the hatch level.
Yanks it.
The hatch slams shut, closing Ripley safely inside.
EXT. NARCISSUS
The Alien still outside the shuttle-craft.
Within the vacuum of space.
The top of its appendage mashed into the closed hatch.
INT. NARCISSUS
Acid starts to foam along the base of the hatch.
Eats away at the metal.
Ripley stumbles forward to the controls.
Pushes the ram jet lever.
EXT. NARCISSUS - OUTER SPACE
The Creature struggling.
Jet exhaust located at the rear of the craft.
The engines belch flame for a few seconds.
Then shut off.
Incinerating, the Alien tumbles slowly away into space.
INT. NARCISSUS
Ripley hurries to the rear hatch.
Peers through the glass.
EXT. OUTER SPACE
The burned mass of the Alien drifts slowly away.
Writhing, smoking.
Tumbling into the distance.
Pieces dropping off.
The shape bloats, then bursts.
Spray of particles in all directions.
Then smoldering fragments dwindle into infinity.
INT. NARCISSUS - LATER
Now repressurized.
Ripley is seated in the control chair.
Calm and composed, almost cheerful.
Cat purring in her lap.
She dictates into a recorder.
RIPLEY
I should reach the frontier in
another five weeks. With a
little luck the network will
pick me up...This is Ripley,
W564502460H, executive officer,
last survivor of the commercial
starship Nostromo signing off.
(pause)
Come on cat.
She switches off the recorder.
Stares into space.
EXT. OUTER SPACE
THE END